Letter #17 (50 Love Letters)
Wednesday, May 11, 2016
Your sweetness is too much for me to handle. Every time I see you I just want to run up and give you a squeeze. I remember when you came and you didn't have any clothes so I took you out shopping and we got an Angry Bird t-shirt and a toy truck and you were so happy. You wore that t-shirt and your little red cap pretty much every day from that day forward and I feel like you have been happy since that day forward too, so so happy. You hardly cry or get upset.
I remember you didn't know how to kiss and whenever you kissed my cheek you would just keep your mouth open and touch it with your lips. Your sisters and I thought it was so cute and funny. We never corrected you and would just make you keep kissing our cheeks again and again. I love your smile, your innocence and how I always find you with string and trinkets in your pockets. I love the way you dance but I'm bummed you're trying to change your moves and copy your brother with the action hero moves. I loved the way you came dancing traditional village Nepali style.
I love how curious you are. I love watching you fly a kite or play with a toy car for hours. I don't know why your pants seem to always be falling down 24/7... They are always falling down and we always say "J, pull up your pants!"
When I try to describe you the word good keeps coming to mind. What a boring word, I keep trying to avoid it, but it's who you are. You are goodness through and through and through. You are all things good. You are a really, really, really good kid.
I want to record the way you say mommy and play it over and over and over again on repeat for the rest of my life. There's no better sound in the world. I love the way you say mommy. I love you. I love you so much. I'm running out of ways to say how much I love you. Ma timilai dherai dherai dherai maya garchu chorra. You light up my life with your smile. I'll always be here for you.
Never forget how proud I am to be your mom.